Prince

His name is Prince and he is funky no one else could do it like Prince Nelson Rodgers. There will be many tributes, dedications, mixes, stories and memories shared about the Purple Party man. Here are a few words about what he meant to me.

I really discovered Prince right around the time I start liking girls his songs always ended up on a mix tape recorded off the radio. The Controversy album was the start listening to Do Me Baby trying to record for a tape without getting caught by my mother is something I will never forget.
I remember hearing all the talk  about Lady Cab Driver from the1999 album I was clueless in Chicago about how wild that song was.

Purple Rain dropped as I entered high school what a album to welcome me into one of the most awkward times of my life. Prince got me through with "Lets Go Crazy" and "When Doves Cry".

Prince provided the soundtrack for the lives of my generation whether you thought he was the weird dude who dressed funny or you were a devoted fan rocking the curl with a long earring.

Prince you showed us all how to be yourself ignore what people say. Prince did everything his way which is a lesson I'll never forget.

Prince Thanks for the music, life lessons, and the music that shaped our lives!!

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Our conversations took place through a variety of ways 

The sadness her eyes spoke were wiped away by a gentle stroke of her face

The anxiety building inside her was brought to a calm by placing my hand on her shoulder

When her body screamed of fear an embrace with a soft kiss let her know everything was alright        

Her school girl grin brought out my school boy smile reflecting her enjoyment of the moment

Our eyes told jokes that brought laughter to our souls

The deeply intense moments were discussed with our heads touching 

Our minds discussed the issues while our hands held together our energy 

When I needed inspiration I listened for her heartbeat 

A forehead kiss good ignited the passion for our next conversation 

"Lounge Poetry"-The Preview

I've toyed with the idea of writing a book of poetry titled "Lounge Poetry" which will consist of a collection of poetry that I have written about experiences  in my life.

Please check out the preview below:


The music playing fed my soul
She whispered in my ear
I want to be a distraction that's more than an attraction

She said softly your words fill places I thought were empty
Those words awakened feelings I thought were lost
She said the roses of life smelled fresher after our  talks
We can talk without speaking the conversations were endless

As the vibe between us harmonized
She asked is this what loves feels like?
I said Love to me is how you life your live
If you live with love it will shine through in everything you do!!

Questions on My Race

Are you Puerto Rican?

You look Asian with those small eyes

You sure you ain't Dominican 

I thought you were mixed 

One time I was asked were both your parents Black 

A few of the things I've heard from one side 

Now to be fair a few words from the flip side 

An Uncle Tom I've been called

You think you're white going to that Lab school 

Tennis is for white folks 

You probably don't like Hip-Hop 

Being Black is a full time job for me 

While you critique and call me names 

I smile and realize neither side will ever stop 

I won't apologize for the skin I'm in nor the choices I've made

I say it very loud I'm 100 to 102 percent Black and extremely proud!!!!

My HBCU Mission

I first met her in New Orleans a vision of beauty with brains to match

I ran wild not understanding her purpose in my life

I studied all the wrong subjects all-nighters were my favorite

The Barn was my spot instead of the classroom

I regrouped and focused in the city of wind

My next destination was Chocolate City

My consciousness was awakened liberation was my mission

My assignment was a degree from the Black Harvard

I was focused and then I discovered the Yard

I was cramped between Blackburn and Douglass

I studied the legacy that was there before me

Sutton and Eaton engulfed me with all night spades and conversation

Thursday's were a Trio of half price pizza with full price memories

I went  Wong messing with Tommy on more than a few nights

I was mesmerized by the the Fine Arts on Fridays with a 40 in my bag

Meridian was an Ebony palace I couldn't resist

Park Square was a hidden treasure for educated Soul Sisters

9th and T brought escapades that would live in Infamy

A momentous ride where  I met Nik who was a bit of a Freak 

I sipped too much on the amenities offered ignoring my original plan 
HU I Thank You I don't know where I'd be without you!!

She Was Anti-Social

She was anti-social didn't like when people came @ her

You couldn't book her face nor follow her on the gram of Insta

She spoke more than 140 characters 

Her chats were longer than a snap She didn't need to hash out her thoughts or tag who she was with 

She took pictures to document her journey and posted them to her mind 

Her friends list was her passport, suitcase, camera, and adventure

She requests her friends face to face 

Grief Is My Muse

                                

                                   

I couldn't put words together that felt right

Running on empty with words and ideas didn't know where to turn for either 

I listened to Sade, Lady Day, Ndegeocello to ease the pain

I even tried to swim in pools of Makers to drown the sorrows

Bourbon led me to barbells, treadmills, tennis courts, new friends and a slight feeling of relief

As time went by a few words trickled out of the pain

Progress was slowly happening but then grief struck again

Grief went viral in my life garnering the most views and likes

Looking for ways to evict grief my new roommate

A new opportunity came about I dove in deep thinking this would

start  the eviction process

Time kept moving while grief stayed still holding on to the top spot of my feelings

I took the less I thought about it the less it would bother me approach as a settlement

While traveling abroad I finally decided to meet with grief face to face

I studied grief from all relevant angles inside and out 

After our meeting I realized my new friend was of great use

Grief after all we've gone through has become my muse